Much ado about — say WHAT?!

After a mercifully brief encounter on the front end of the 1995 Fox Network “Alien Autopsy” hoax (too long and depressing to revisit here), De Void broke out in hives earlier this year when Ambassador to the Universe guru Steven Greer started pounding the publicity drums for an upcoming documentary featuring a portentious, Fudgsicle-sized cadaver with a space alien-looking head. Trailers clearly led viewers to conclude the creature was Not Of This Earth, but I’m thinking: Oh no — no no no. Go find another fool. Not me, jack. Not this time.

Is it possible for a 6- to 8-year-old human being to stand just six inches tall? If only this thing had space alien DNA …/CREDIT: “Sirius”

But the other day, shortly after its Monday premiere in Los Angeles and before it was yanked off the Internet, De Void managed to catch Greer’s film, “Sirius,” and it’s the damnedest thing I’ve ever seen. The corpse, that is. And I wouldn’t have put any stock in the results had two Stanford researchers, Dr. Garry Nolan and Dr. Ralph Lachmann, not signed off on it. The little bugger apparently has human DNA and it’s not a fetus. But it has only 10 ribs, where the invariable human standard is 12. “Most interestingly,” writes Lachmann, whose resume includes UCLA School of Medicine professor emeritus and radiological/clinical investigator for the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center Genetics Institute’s International Skeletal Dysplasia Registry, “based on knee epiphyseal standards, the specimen appears to be 6-8 years of age.”

Can you dig it — a six-inch tall second-grader? So De Void queried Nolan, who reiterated the creature is human and not simian. Still: What the hell? “I suspect the answer is going to lay in epigenetics and non-coding DNA,” Nolan added in an email, “but we will have to wait” for more tests. And check this out: Nolan, who’s looking to publish in a peer-review journal, isn’t getting much grief from colleagues. “I have had nothing but the best reaction from peers so far. As soon as they see the specimen they are ‘all over it’,” writes the professor of microbiology and immunology. “I think scientists are more open to the possibility. We just need to give them the safe circle in which to speak about it. As long as supposedly credible people are willing to suppress the giggle factor then that allows for more open discussion.”

But open to the possibility of what? The mummified corpse, recovered from a Chilean desert and believed to have been dead for a century, is the centerpiece of a clever — perhaps even masterful — film arguing that a high-level coverup of UFOs and free energy is at the heart of America’s train-wreck democracy. Assembled by Emmy-winning director Amardeep Kaleka, what makes “Sirius” especially seductive is its absolutely spot-on riffs about the oozing malignancy of government secrecy and the endless fortunes of taxpayer cabbage being fire-hosed into the booty bags of military-industrial corporations.

And it’s all here, the whole kitchen sink, superbly edited, broken down into criss-crossing storylines: the Federal Reserve Bank conspiracy, ancient astronauts in Renaissance art, the 9/11 “false flag” operation, the redemption of the Pons-Fleischman cold fusion data, remote viewing, big oil, the Chilean cadaver autopsy, RFK gunned down in the Ambassador Hotel, his doomed brother warning about secret societies, MJ-12, the Bilderbergers, Tesla, Gulf Breeze, the Gulf of Tonkin, Ben Rich, Hitler, ESP. This is the entire unified field theory of How We Lost Our Way. And maybe it’s all true, man. You can’t even decipher how many ways you’re getting screwed on your own cable bill anymore — think you know what goes on behind the closed doors of policymakers? “Sirius” makes Oliver Stone’s “JFK” look like an exercise in minimalism. In fact, this two-hour flick is so riveting — and not in a trippy, jittery, Tony Scott kind of way, this one is more solemnly paced — I wanted to blow my brains out in despair.

But wait a minute. Just wait. Out there. One small glimmer of hope — Ambassador to the Universe Steven Greer. Haunted by existential drama, framed in the telescopic cross-hairs of unseen squinting eyes for calling out “the kleptocracy of the petro-fascists,” Greer sees through the ruse. And yes, as the foreboding score alerts us, that makes him a martyr-in-waiting. But watch now as he circumvents the banality of evil via human-initiated contact with extraterrestrial intelligence, or CE-5. He calls it the “people’s disclosure movement.” The movement is growing, we are told, 1,150 teams in 52 nations now, appealing individually and collectively for cosmic union to create what Greer calls an “entirely new macroeconomic order where scarcity becomes non-existent.”

This is one of the most effective recruiting films De Void has ever seen, and it will be shown again at next week’s Citizen Hearing on Disclosure in Washington. In a guest post for Crowdsourcing.org, which monitors online fundraising trends for ideas supported by large numbers of grass-roots stakeholders, Kevin Lawton is predicting “Sirius” will be “the break-out event” for a new business model that “allows fans to participate economically.” Author of The Crowdfunding Revolution: How to Raise Venture Capital Using Social Media, Lawton offers a brief discussion on how Team Greer used personal donations and Kickstarter for ground-floor revenue. But the new twist is a video-on-demand site that enables fans who help propel projects like these into viral behemoths to collect commissions. Democratized financial incentives for investors to boost distribution of “Sirius”? Whoa.

Anyhow, bottom line, audiences who tune into “Sirius” will be directed to Greer’s own CE-5 initiative at the end of the film. But in a remarkable omission for something so thorough and complete, “Sirius” fails to mention Greer’s tuition fees for mastering the CE-5 “Contact Protocols.” Getting a handle on those guidelines requires week-long seminars; therefore, De Void is obliged to supply the pricing schedule: $2,500 for Beginners, $995 for Experienced Level, and $1,250 for Student Level (i.e., full-time students under age 26). It may sound a little pricey, but consider the alternative.

In the meantime, let’s hope the Chilean cadaver, reportedly in possession of a Spanish caretaker, is under tight security. If they killed Kennedy, there’s no telling what they might do to this helpless little sucker.